In the middle of the autumn afternoon, a fine rain fell on the old cemetery of Rochefort. All around the enclosure, the pastures of an ancient Savoy were projected as far as the eye could see. On the village square, there were a dozen cars and more particularly, an old Jaguar.About thirty people of old or old had pushed the old cast iron gate. Silent, they were gathered behind a small family.A few days after All Saints' Day, Nina Campora died too early in the house of her childhood. In the family vault, she joined her husband and first daughter, who died in childbirth.The last two members of the Campora family, Colin and Pauline were hiding under an umbrella. They shared their emotions in front of the oak coffin. The priest finished a last prayer in an impressive silence. The
eyes were exchanged, each looking for a face or a memory ... The
clergyman withdrew from the forefront to allow the family a last moment
of meditation.To Colin's left stood Maxime, the friend of the youngest member of the Campora family. Pauline's right was occupied by a man with salt and pepper hair.Patrick hugged Pauline's hand firmly. Suddenly, a young woman in a white waistcoat sneaked into the crowd to him.She stopped behind the shoulder of the young man in his fifties:- Sir?He turned his head.- Yes ?- The snack is ready.- Thank you miss.The rain had stopped ...The first children of God dispersed, while others went to sign the register of condolences. Colin dragged himself alone in front of his parents' grave. His gaze waited on the inscription of the tombstone, and that name which affirmed that he had had another sister.
Near the gate, Patrick waved Pauline's hand and he tried a slight smile:- It's okay ?- Yes.She bowed her head and agreed to a white-haired woman. Patrick walked to Maxime, who was standing apart from a family he would have liked to belong to.- What silence! It changes Paris.They sketched a smile.- It was the holiday resort of the Campora family. But with the years, Pauline left, then Colin ... Everyone leaves this campaign. All that remains here are old remains and old people.Maxime turned to Patrick.- After the coffee shop, Colin and I go back to Paris. We have a ton of work and we need to think about the fall-winter collection next year!- I understand…- Colin would have liked to stay, but his future is in Paris.- I do not doubt that Pauline will change one day ...- Yes ... But I would like your nurse to change faster.Patrick shook his hand.- Good luck to you both.- Thanks Pat.At the other end of the cemetery, the Campora children joined the priest.
In the café-restaurant of the village, the waitress in the white vest had already welcomed a good twenty people. The owner of the place spoke in a low voice with Pauline and Colin.Suddenly the bell of the cafe door tinkled without captivating attention. A blonde woman came in wearing a hat and all dressed in black.
This "tourist" was well past forty. A little huddled in her skirt and jacket, she sketched the certainty that once she had been a woman courted. What was she doing in the cafe of this lost village? She had not escaped the critical eye of Pauline's husband who wondered if it was not the mistress of his late mother-in-law!His gloved hand put his long blond hair back behind his shoulder. The sadness of her features affirmed that she was here to commune with the family. His blue eyes probed the crowd and his eyes stopped for a moment on Patrick: she gave a very slight smile.Again, she went in search of someone and slowly the male gazes began to detach from the original emotion to appreciate the one that contrasted. Silent on her high heels, she wiped the glances that slipped on her legs sheathed black. The stranger turned her attention to Pauline and Colin: her eyes fluttered ...The cadet turned his head in his direction: he frowned as he saw her: it was her! She had aged without them and took a few pounds, but she was a part of her past. A past, a time when many things were different. Colin caught his sister's attention and walked over to the blonde pin-up.- Nanny?The blonde opened her arms to welcome in order Colin, then Pauline.- My darlings !!!They remained hugged a good fifteen seconds under the gaze of the guests. Pauline was the first to rediscover the benevolent look of the one who had been their nanny.Colin's voice shivered:- How much writing? How much recitation?- And how many secrets, my little Colin?- I did not imagine you could come, Holly!- My children: my husband and I, we offer you all our condolences ...- Thanks, Holly.The two women hugged each other, closing their eyes. Colin remained alone.- What about me?- Always so greedy!A fraction of a second, the wet look, Colin appreciated the cleavage, before returning to the reassuring arms.- I think about you all the time, Nanny.Colin snuggled his face in the hollow of the shoulder. He put his fingers into the thick blonde hair, before changing his mind. Both exchanged an exclusive look and Colin went on.- Too bad I can not stay, Nanny! I would have liked to chat as we did: do you remember?- I am in the same situation my darling: I will leave tomorrow morning. I'm just here to pay a last tribute to your mother.- Where are you going ?- I'm going back to England to Brighton. Home !The sadness of Colin allowed him to eternalize the eyes and a reverie on this chest well contained under a blouse too small.
After about fifteen minutes of confidence, Patrick invited himself. The trio greeted him with a look and Holly did not fail to probe him with disdain.Pauline excited and took Patrick's arm.- Holly! I would like to introduce you Patrick, my husband! Honey, Holly, our nanny I talk to you all the time!Patrick held out his hand, sketching a broad smile.- Pauline told me so much about you! I'm delighted Holly.The blonde in the hat raised her chin and stared at Patrick, before receiving the hand lightly.- Thank you Patrick ... I hope that Pauline was not too severe with me.Everyone looked down and Holly bids:- If I was strict, it was for their good!- Pauline is confused in esteem for you.The trio immersed themselves in nostalgia and quickly, Pauline's husband wanted to cool. In one corner of the room, he began to project his end of the day. Once in Saint Genix, he would pack up for sport and by eight o'clock he would come home for dinner.
In the café-restaurant, the commemoration drew to a close and Pauline joined Patrick."Tomorrow, I will not take my guard until six o'clock. Just now, Holly and I are having dinner in town. I took the opportunity to ask him to stay at home. Will it go?- No problem.- I know you're uncomfortable with my girlfriends.Pauline rubbed her husband's arm with hers and she reached for her shoulder.- Looks like you do not like him ...- Joker!- With her big twins, I'm sure you like it!- Pfff ... She's too sophisticated, too precious! Then I do not like hats!- Excellent answer!They kissed each other.
In the late afternoon, Pauline and Holly found themselves at home. The nanny settled in the guest room and the two women took advantage of their reunion to speak "little secrets". Around a tea, Pauline confided on her couple. After fifteen years of marriage, she asked herself this traditional question: could her husband still resist temptation?
Patrick returned at 7 pm He discovered the two women in evening dress. For a moment, he wondered if his wife was the sexiest of the two.- You are already ready!- I can not wait darling!Holly gave a broad smile. The two women competed on the length of their skirts and it is the English who carried it by a skirt half-thighs and a blouse purple.Suddenly, the phone in the living room rang: Pauline hurried to answer and turned her back to the entrance. The hospital was busy: a truck had just crossed the central reservation of the highway and a nurse was going to miss the 20-hour shift.Angry, Pauline came back down the hall, while Patrick had already understood.- Bad news my friends!- The hospital?Patrick moved away from the duo, lowering his head.- Holly, I can not have dinner with you! An emergency at the hospital and a sick nurse.- It does not matter, darling.Pugnace, Pauline put her hand on Holly's arm.- Go to the restaurant both!Patrick did not get excited and his wife approached him.- Honey, I know you're beating early, but ... it's too silly!Holly came to take Pauline in her arms:- No ! We will do like that! Patrick and I will stay here and I will wait for you tomorrow morning.The two women turned to Patrick who did not show his joy. Holly turned to Pauline:- I will call the foundation to try to change the time of my intervention.Pauline looked up at her man.- I need you to pick her Nanny!Patrick winced, before nodding.- Is !Pauline turned to Holly:- He hates surprises ...Pauline kissed Holly who went upstairs first. While her heels banged on the stairs, Pauline approached Patrick.- Make a little effort for me: leave your egoism and treat Holly as it should. I will not ask you for greater service!Pauline went to the hospital.
Patrick threw himself into the challenge of improvising a dinner. He made an inventory of the guard eaten and the refrigerator: he thought he was just for a king's dinner, but for the occasion there would be enough to satisfy the surprise guest.When Pauline's nanny came back to the kitchen, she discovered the central island covered with a bright tablecloth and two cutlery. A bowl of aperitif biscuits and some apéricubes ranged between the brilliance of the dishes. Holly said everything was okay, she could leave tomorrow at noon and stay all morning with Pauline.Patrick offered her an appetizer and she let herself be seduced.Holly sat down and both of them laid down their "weapons" for the evening to go well. After all, the day had been long and the visceral antipathy of the "couple" would shorten the dinner quite early.As the minutes went by, Patrick turned to the Campora family. Holly gave some anecdotes about Pauline's youth ...
Three good hours had passed. Patrick served the kitchen while Holly brought two glasses of ice cream into the living room. She placed the desserts on the coffee table and sits cautiously on the front of the sofa.Patrick appeared and reassured by the course of the evening, he settled next to her. They took their dessert in hand and the pleasure of taste led them to take refuge in the bottom of the sofa. Patrick spread his knees, while Holly crossed his legs. Quickly, Pauline's husband impressed himself by discovering all the thighs unveiled by a short skirt.One after the other, they put their cup on the coffee table. Discreetly, Holly lifted her legs and folded them on the couch. His shoes attacked the fabric.- You know Colin since childhood. Has he always been so discreet with his sister?- Colin is a loner. But I find it changed, for good and I think his friend is for something.It must be said that Pauline is still old France: she does not like to see her brother talking about his future with another man.- It's paradoxical: Colin has always preferred the company of girls.They met their eyes and if Patrick lowered him, Holly slipped him on the sports shoulders. She stretched her fingers toward the collar of the polo, then she skimmed the chest and forearm ...- And you ? Do you have difficulties with women?He stared at her seriously.- You should not, Holly.She slid the tips of her manicured nails from her forearm to her thigh and back on the jeans ... She touched the folds of the fly where the desire began a natural growth ...- Should not I, what?His fingers continued to provoke the handle and the fifties did not have the strength to oppose Holly's courtesy. Gradually, she vented her mouth to Patrick's lips ... They hesitated as the skirt went up high enough to reveal a pair of dim'up. He detailed his painted mouth, the outrageous blondness of his hair and his chest stretched under the satin blouse.The baton of flesh stretched out on discovering the sketch of reinforced cups.Holly smiled and violated the look of the unfaithful.- You want to fuck me, do not you?The arsonist continued to run his fingers while laying his blonde hair on his shoulder. Holly expired her annoyance ...- Do you think you're going long?- And you ?- You must not feel guilty to deceive her. Pauline admires me and if she comes to know that you have cheated on me, it's pride she would feel, not contempt.Patrick gave a sneer ...- Do not you find yourself a little pretentious?"I concede it to you, but Pauline has learned everything from me! Do you want to have proof?Holly snuck her hand between her thighs, then her fingers went up to enjoy the stuffed package.Suddenly, the phone alerted the whole living room. Immediately, Patrick got up. He shifted his painful cock under the jeans and he moved towards the console.- Pauline?Patrick's wife was worried about the smooth running of this improvised dinner: he reassured her. Lonely, Holly grimaced, before getting up to remove the two cups of ice. She lingered in the kitchen.In the living room, Patrick hung up and waited for the return of the guest, but as she did not return, he joined her:- It's late, Holly.She lingered on the hump.- I'll stay a few minutes in the living room to watch TV and if there is nothing, I will masturbate thinking of you!Patrick's brow creased.- I'm kidding Patrick! I'm joking ! I had a good evening, thank you.- Good night !- Good night !Holly smiled and Patrick did not linger. He went upstairs and a dozen minutes later, naked, he slipped under the duvet. He placed two pillows behind his back and opened his computer ... He did some research for
The nanny thought: she looked up at the ceiling. For two-three seconds, Patrick looked at that full bosom of life. He had just time to be moved thighs so close to his fingers."I see you dream of an indomitable mare.Patrick's breathing was starting to accelerate. His cheeks were starting to confuse him and worse, he did not try to hide an erection that made the quilt. Holly discreetly unbuttoned her blouse ...- It's not good to fall asleep with a loaded rifle ...Patrick pushed aside a piece of blouse to judge the opulence of this chest. His hand married the outside of a hat and a slight smile appeared on his lips.- Holly, I never cheated on Pauline.- I'll stop if you tell me you do not want to hug me ...A silence settled down ... Patrick reached for his face, he caressed her, before sliding his fingers behind the neck. He drew his face to him and their mouths were united ...- I'll take care of you. Tomorrow you will be sweet as a lamb.- You are a medium.- It's my job to identify the needs of bad boys.Slowly, Holly pulled on the quilt and she grabbed the penis erect in her right hand. She wrapped her fingers around the stake with difficulty and she gave Patrick a look.- What do you like ? I am an expert in everything ...- Your big breasts will suffice me ...Holly lowered her eyes to the sex that was stretched a little more on the words. She undid her fingers and released her grip. She took off her blouse and Patrick reached for his chest. Pauline's husband kneaded the breasts through the bra, he clenched his teeth and violated his eyes:- I'm going to fuck your big boobs ...- Gently young man!Patrick tried to slip his fingers into the cups, but the stretched skins made vein this quest.- Pauline will lose you.Holly leaned toward the camera and her mouth trapped the big glans; she sucked it by polishing it with her multilingual tongue.The tail stretched two or three times in the mouth, before Holly did the whole drop. His blond hair was spread out in front of him and he extended both hands in the back offered to blow up the staples of the bra. He felt the heavy chest collapse against his two thighs.Nervous, he pushed Holly by the shoulders and they faced each other. They sat on the bed astride and an energetic hand stole the bra on the floor.- I'm going to fuck you dirty little tease!He held out his mouth towards the pale areolas marked by the confinement. Both hands pressed the heavy chest from underneath, before nibbling and pulling on the outstretched areolas.
Suddenly, he laid Holly on his back. She worried and screamed ... Savage, Patrick straddled her. He called his cock between the free breasts and hugged them to fight back.Her deliberate jaw tightened and her demonic look upset Holly. His two virile hands squeezed the chest harder.Slowly, Holly fell into dependence: she would have liked to talk, but the words were stuck in her throat and these are just equivocal complaints that came out roughly. Prisoner of a pleasure little used, she raised her hands on the powerful torso and surrendered body and soul.As he began to growl, Patrick retreated from her ... His gaze marveled at this body offered and his fingers seized the black thong energetically to slide along the legs.Singularly modest, Holly put a hand on her sex shaved in an old-fashioned triangle. She stroked the fingertips, before starting circular movements under the gaze of her lover.The nanny targeted her big-bellied clit and hit him while mixing her areolas clear. The unfaithful husband lay down between the thighs and he appreciated the contact of stockings against his cheeks. He approached the mouth and took out a tongue to taste the scarlet bud. His thumbs spread the labia majora and his tongue could go down to drink.- You are a slut!- I was alone and there was nothing on TV!Holly's pelvis arched towards her mouth and now, her own fingers played on her hood. His hair was tangled on his face and his eyes closed. She inhaled and bombarded her chest, when a pretentious tongue violated her cunt. His breathing stopped ... before resuming ...- Kiss my pussy. Again !Patrick took off his mouth and spit on the scented sex.- Pray me again!Holly was struggling to breathe, her pelvis was revolting at the same time as her fingers on her feverish pussy.- Fuck her, your slut!Patrick smiled. He straightened and shoved her to get on all fours: he rolled up his skirt on her bare buttocks. Exhausted with envy, Holly collapsed on the elbows and while he
Holly winced again, enamored with pleasure and she - vigorously cleared the club in her sex:- My heart will stop, stop! I can not breathe!Brutally, Patrick released Holly's fingers and he turned his puffy sex into the hot hole. Holly tried again, but to no avail ...- Stay there, bitch!The words petrified her and her breathing stopped for five seconds before she started again ...Now he was kissing her to finish him off and sleep. The manly loads made them collapse on the bed. Patrick led the final offensive with the pride of having made him give thanks. Collapsed on her, her belly against the provocative rump and her chest against the frail shoulders, he stopped in his belly and screamed once ... A powerful and generous discharge exploded a first time in the matrix. He growled ferociously, his nose in blond hair and his pelvis revived to dry up his tension with seven hearty eruptions ...
They stayed like that, one on the other and fell asleep ...
Around four in the morning, Holly returned to her room. She sent an SMS to Pauline reassuring her: her husband will always remain faithful ...
Holly and Pauline spent the morning together. The nanny offered a good old recipe to the young woman: to make her couple last, Pauline had to put a little spice in her relationship ...
For the serenity of the household, Holly decided to rent a pied-à-terre in the area.
Near the gate, Patrick waved Pauline's hand and he tried a slight smile:- It's okay ?- Yes.She bowed her head and agreed to a white-haired woman. Patrick walked to Maxime, who was standing apart from a family he would have liked to belong to.- What silence! It changes Paris.They sketched a smile.- It was the holiday resort of the Campora family. But with the years, Pauline left, then Colin ... Everyone leaves this campaign. All that remains here are old remains and old people.Maxime turned to Patrick.- After the coffee shop, Colin and I go back to Paris. We have a ton of work and we need to think about the fall-winter collection next year!- I understand…- Colin would have liked to stay, but his future is in Paris.- I do not doubt that Pauline will change one day ...- Yes ... But I would like your nurse to change faster.Patrick shook his hand.- Good luck to you both.- Thanks Pat.At the other end of the cemetery, the Campora children joined the priest.
In the café-restaurant of the village, the waitress in the white vest had already welcomed a good twenty people. The owner of the place spoke in a low voice with Pauline and Colin.Suddenly the bell of the cafe door tinkled without captivating attention. A blonde woman came in wearing a hat and all dressed in black.
This "tourist" was well past forty. A little huddled in her skirt and jacket, she sketched the certainty that once she had been a woman courted. What was she doing in the cafe of this lost village? She had not escaped the critical eye of Pauline's husband who wondered if it was not the mistress of his late mother-in-law!His gloved hand put his long blond hair back behind his shoulder. The sadness of her features affirmed that she was here to commune with the family. His blue eyes probed the crowd and his eyes stopped for a moment on Patrick: she gave a very slight smile.Again, she went in search of someone and slowly the male gazes began to detach from the original emotion to appreciate the one that contrasted. Silent on her high heels, she wiped the glances that slipped on her legs sheathed black. The stranger turned her attention to Pauline and Colin: her eyes fluttered ...The cadet turned his head in his direction: he frowned as he saw her: it was her! She had aged without them and took a few pounds, but she was a part of her past. A past, a time when many things were different. Colin caught his sister's attention and walked over to the blonde pin-up.- Nanny?The blonde opened her arms to welcome in order Colin, then Pauline.- My darlings !!!They remained hugged a good fifteen seconds under the gaze of the guests. Pauline was the first to rediscover the benevolent look of the one who had been their nanny.Colin's voice shivered:- How much writing? How much recitation?- And how many secrets, my little Colin?- I did not imagine you could come, Holly!- My children: my husband and I, we offer you all our condolences ...- Thanks, Holly.The two women hugged each other, closing their eyes. Colin remained alone.- What about me?- Always so greedy!A fraction of a second, the wet look, Colin appreciated the cleavage, before returning to the reassuring arms.- I think about you all the time, Nanny.Colin snuggled his face in the hollow of the shoulder. He put his fingers into the thick blonde hair, before changing his mind. Both exchanged an exclusive look and Colin went on.- Too bad I can not stay, Nanny! I would have liked to chat as we did: do you remember?- I am in the same situation my darling: I will leave tomorrow morning. I'm just here to pay a last tribute to your mother.- Where are you going ?- I'm going back to England to Brighton. Home !The sadness of Colin allowed him to eternalize the eyes and a reverie on this chest well contained under a blouse too small.
After about fifteen minutes of confidence, Patrick invited himself. The trio greeted him with a look and Holly did not fail to probe him with disdain.Pauline excited and took Patrick's arm.- Holly! I would like to introduce you Patrick, my husband! Honey, Holly, our nanny I talk to you all the time!Patrick held out his hand, sketching a broad smile.- Pauline told me so much about you! I'm delighted Holly.The blonde in the hat raised her chin and stared at Patrick, before receiving the hand lightly.- Thank you Patrick ... I hope that Pauline was not too severe with me.Everyone looked down and Holly bids:- If I was strict, it was for their good!- Pauline is confused in esteem for you.The trio immersed themselves in nostalgia and quickly, Pauline's husband wanted to cool. In one corner of the room, he began to project his end of the day. Once in Saint Genix, he would pack up for sport and by eight o'clock he would come home for dinner.
In the café-restaurant, the commemoration drew to a close and Pauline joined Patrick."Tomorrow, I will not take my guard until six o'clock. Just now, Holly and I are having dinner in town. I took the opportunity to ask him to stay at home. Will it go?- No problem.- I know you're uncomfortable with my girlfriends.Pauline rubbed her husband's arm with hers and she reached for her shoulder.- Looks like you do not like him ...- Joker!- With her big twins, I'm sure you like it!- Pfff ... She's too sophisticated, too precious! Then I do not like hats!- Excellent answer!They kissed each other.
In the late afternoon, Pauline and Holly found themselves at home. The nanny settled in the guest room and the two women took advantage of their reunion to speak "little secrets". Around a tea, Pauline confided on her couple. After fifteen years of marriage, she asked herself this traditional question: could her husband still resist temptation?
Patrick returned at 7 pm He discovered the two women in evening dress. For a moment, he wondered if his wife was the sexiest of the two.- You are already ready!- I can not wait darling!Holly gave a broad smile. The two women competed on the length of their skirts and it is the English who carried it by a skirt half-thighs and a blouse purple.Suddenly, the phone in the living room rang: Pauline hurried to answer and turned her back to the entrance. The hospital was busy: a truck had just crossed the central reservation of the highway and a nurse was going to miss the 20-hour shift.Angry, Pauline came back down the hall, while Patrick had already understood.- Bad news my friends!- The hospital?Patrick moved away from the duo, lowering his head.- Holly, I can not have dinner with you! An emergency at the hospital and a sick nurse.- It does not matter, darling.Pugnace, Pauline put her hand on Holly's arm.- Go to the restaurant both!Patrick did not get excited and his wife approached him.- Honey, I know you're beating early, but ... it's too silly!Holly came to take Pauline in her arms:- No ! We will do like that! Patrick and I will stay here and I will wait for you tomorrow morning.The two women turned to Patrick who did not show his joy. Holly turned to Pauline:- I will call the foundation to try to change the time of my intervention.Pauline looked up at her man.- I need you to pick her Nanny!Patrick winced, before nodding.- Is !Pauline turned to Holly:- He hates surprises ...Pauline kissed Holly who went upstairs first. While her heels banged on the stairs, Pauline approached Patrick.- Make a little effort for me: leave your egoism and treat Holly as it should. I will not ask you for greater service!Pauline went to the hospital.
Patrick threw himself into the challenge of improvising a dinner. He made an inventory of the guard eaten and the refrigerator: he thought he was just for a king's dinner, but for the occasion there would be enough to satisfy the surprise guest.When Pauline's nanny came back to the kitchen, she discovered the central island covered with a bright tablecloth and two cutlery. A bowl of aperitif biscuits and some apéricubes ranged between the brilliance of the dishes. Holly said everything was okay, she could leave tomorrow at noon and stay all morning with Pauline.Patrick offered her an appetizer and she let herself be seduced.Holly sat down and both of them laid down their "weapons" for the evening to go well. After all, the day had been long and the visceral antipathy of the "couple" would shorten the dinner quite early.As the minutes went by, Patrick turned to the Campora family. Holly gave some anecdotes about Pauline's youth ...
Three good hours had passed. Patrick served the kitchen while Holly brought two glasses of ice cream into the living room. She placed the desserts on the coffee table and sits cautiously on the front of the sofa.Patrick appeared and reassured by the course of the evening, he settled next to her. They took their dessert in hand and the pleasure of taste led them to take refuge in the bottom of the sofa. Patrick spread his knees, while Holly crossed his legs. Quickly, Pauline's husband impressed himself by discovering all the thighs unveiled by a short skirt.One after the other, they put their cup on the coffee table. Discreetly, Holly lifted her legs and folded them on the couch. His shoes attacked the fabric.- You know Colin since childhood. Has he always been so discreet with his sister?- Colin is a loner. But I find it changed, for good and I think his friend is for something.It must be said that Pauline is still old France: she does not like to see her brother talking about his future with another man.- It's paradoxical: Colin has always preferred the company of girls.They met their eyes and if Patrick lowered him, Holly slipped him on the sports shoulders. She stretched her fingers toward the collar of the polo, then she skimmed the chest and forearm ...- And you ? Do you have difficulties with women?He stared at her seriously.- You should not, Holly.She slid the tips of her manicured nails from her forearm to her thigh and back on the jeans ... She touched the folds of the fly where the desire began a natural growth ...- Should not I, what?His fingers continued to provoke the handle and the fifties did not have the strength to oppose Holly's courtesy. Gradually, she vented her mouth to Patrick's lips ... They hesitated as the skirt went up high enough to reveal a pair of dim'up. He detailed his painted mouth, the outrageous blondness of his hair and his chest stretched under the satin blouse.The baton of flesh stretched out on discovering the sketch of reinforced cups.Holly smiled and violated the look of the unfaithful.- You want to fuck me, do not you?The arsonist continued to run his fingers while laying his blonde hair on his shoulder. Holly expired her annoyance ...- Do you think you're going long?- And you ?- You must not feel guilty to deceive her. Pauline admires me and if she comes to know that you have cheated on me, it's pride she would feel, not contempt.Patrick gave a sneer ...- Do not you find yourself a little pretentious?"I concede it to you, but Pauline has learned everything from me! Do you want to have proof?Holly snuck her hand between her thighs, then her fingers went up to enjoy the stuffed package.Suddenly, the phone alerted the whole living room. Immediately, Patrick got up. He shifted his painful cock under the jeans and he moved towards the console.- Pauline?Patrick's wife was worried about the smooth running of this improvised dinner: he reassured her. Lonely, Holly grimaced, before getting up to remove the two cups of ice. She lingered in the kitchen.In the living room, Patrick hung up and waited for the return of the guest, but as she did not return, he joined her:- It's late, Holly.She lingered on the hump.- I'll stay a few minutes in the living room to watch TV and if there is nothing, I will masturbate thinking of you!Patrick's brow creased.- I'm kidding Patrick! I'm joking ! I had a good evening, thank you.- Good night !- Good night !Holly smiled and Patrick did not linger. He went upstairs and a dozen minutes later, naked, he slipped under the duvet. He placed two pillows behind his back and opened his computer ... He did some research for
The nanny thought: she looked up at the ceiling. For two-three seconds, Patrick looked at that full bosom of life. He had just time to be moved thighs so close to his fingers."I see you dream of an indomitable mare.Patrick's breathing was starting to accelerate. His cheeks were starting to confuse him and worse, he did not try to hide an erection that made the quilt. Holly discreetly unbuttoned her blouse ...- It's not good to fall asleep with a loaded rifle ...Patrick pushed aside a piece of blouse to judge the opulence of this chest. His hand married the outside of a hat and a slight smile appeared on his lips.- Holly, I never cheated on Pauline.- I'll stop if you tell me you do not want to hug me ...A silence settled down ... Patrick reached for his face, he caressed her, before sliding his fingers behind the neck. He drew his face to him and their mouths were united ...- I'll take care of you. Tomorrow you will be sweet as a lamb.- You are a medium.- It's my job to identify the needs of bad boys.Slowly, Holly pulled on the quilt and she grabbed the penis erect in her right hand. She wrapped her fingers around the stake with difficulty and she gave Patrick a look.- What do you like ? I am an expert in everything ...- Your big breasts will suffice me ...Holly lowered her eyes to the sex that was stretched a little more on the words. She undid her fingers and released her grip. She took off her blouse and Patrick reached for his chest. Pauline's husband kneaded the breasts through the bra, he clenched his teeth and violated his eyes:- I'm going to fuck your big boobs ...- Gently young man!Patrick tried to slip his fingers into the cups, but the stretched skins made vein this quest.- Pauline will lose you.Holly leaned toward the camera and her mouth trapped the big glans; she sucked it by polishing it with her multilingual tongue.The tail stretched two or three times in the mouth, before Holly did the whole drop. His blond hair was spread out in front of him and he extended both hands in the back offered to blow up the staples of the bra. He felt the heavy chest collapse against his two thighs.Nervous, he pushed Holly by the shoulders and they faced each other. They sat on the bed astride and an energetic hand stole the bra on the floor.- I'm going to fuck you dirty little tease!He held out his mouth towards the pale areolas marked by the confinement. Both hands pressed the heavy chest from underneath, before nibbling and pulling on the outstretched areolas.
Suddenly, he laid Holly on his back. She worried and screamed ... Savage, Patrick straddled her. He called his cock between the free breasts and hugged them to fight back.Her deliberate jaw tightened and her demonic look upset Holly. His two virile hands squeezed the chest harder.Slowly, Holly fell into dependence: she would have liked to talk, but the words were stuck in her throat and these are just equivocal complaints that came out roughly. Prisoner of a pleasure little used, she raised her hands on the powerful torso and surrendered body and soul.As he began to growl, Patrick retreated from her ... His gaze marveled at this body offered and his fingers seized the black thong energetically to slide along the legs.Singularly modest, Holly put a hand on her sex shaved in an old-fashioned triangle. She stroked the fingertips, before starting circular movements under the gaze of her lover.The nanny targeted her big-bellied clit and hit him while mixing her areolas clear. The unfaithful husband lay down between the thighs and he appreciated the contact of stockings against his cheeks. He approached the mouth and took out a tongue to taste the scarlet bud. His thumbs spread the labia majora and his tongue could go down to drink.- You are a slut!- I was alone and there was nothing on TV!Holly's pelvis arched towards her mouth and now, her own fingers played on her hood. His hair was tangled on his face and his eyes closed. She inhaled and bombarded her chest, when a pretentious tongue violated her cunt. His breathing stopped ... before resuming ...- Kiss my pussy. Again !Patrick took off his mouth and spit on the scented sex.- Pray me again!Holly was struggling to breathe, her pelvis was revolting at the same time as her fingers on her feverish pussy.- Fuck her, your slut!Patrick smiled. He straightened and shoved her to get on all fours: he rolled up his skirt on her bare buttocks. Exhausted with envy, Holly collapsed on the elbows and while he
Holly winced again, enamored with pleasure and she - vigorously cleared the club in her sex:- My heart will stop, stop! I can not breathe!Brutally, Patrick released Holly's fingers and he turned his puffy sex into the hot hole. Holly tried again, but to no avail ...- Stay there, bitch!The words petrified her and her breathing stopped for five seconds before she started again ...Now he was kissing her to finish him off and sleep. The manly loads made them collapse on the bed. Patrick led the final offensive with the pride of having made him give thanks. Collapsed on her, her belly against the provocative rump and her chest against the frail shoulders, he stopped in his belly and screamed once ... A powerful and generous discharge exploded a first time in the matrix. He growled ferociously, his nose in blond hair and his pelvis revived to dry up his tension with seven hearty eruptions ...
They stayed like that, one on the other and fell asleep ...
Around four in the morning, Holly returned to her room. She sent an SMS to Pauline reassuring her: her husband will always remain faithful ...
Holly and Pauline spent the morning together. The nanny offered a good old recipe to the young woman: to make her couple last, Pauline had to put a little spice in her relationship ...
For the serenity of the household, Holly decided to rent a pied-à-terre in the area.
Комментарии
Отправить комментарий